Stand for what you believe in,
or you'll get left when you're bleeding
Live life with positive reason,
try not to change like seasons
Unless it's for the better,
Man, just had to write this letter
All this negativity in this world
just hope you're hearing this
really put a tear in this
Man, cause my heart was made for fighting
For what I think is right
and it begins shedding lightning
Through the terms recited,
got love inside, don't hide it
Got you fiendin' for this funk
Most you rap cats is tokens,
whole mind game is broken
Soakin' in misery and sin,
this is my verse on this album,
The deaf, blind, and dumb
can still feel a cold drum
Still feel when death come,
Pacing back and forth, paranoid,
Better find your way back quickly
No time to spare, when you cry I'm there
No need to fear, fierce for the fearful
while I master this dungeon style
Synchronizing always on time
when it's time for the feng mong
To wake up the blind ones,
guns and funds is now over
Now it's done, it's done forever
And each rhyme and line I spit forever
gets more clever, forever
You become history, hickory dickory dock
It's the only awake sheep
with brand new tube socks
I rocks hard straight up out the ox
bruised, battered, and scarred
Lame, dusty, feathered, and tarred
Throw up from the floor, up them fakes
Right crosses and hooks carry weight
like ticks and earthquakes
Make it shake like when the
Rope -a -dope like Muhammad Ali
with the rhythm like Max Roach
Rhythm guitar, articulate a kung fu flick
This true spit inflicts damage,
I manage the rouge lipstick
to groove the planets organ wails and suspended
tones of things not yet known rings
elliptical palladium leslie sonic jetski
growl like dizzy gillespie
no one who the best be the
pedal the bass dope to lay the foundation
of a live collaboration of three
chris keys with a cold beat the roads
we propose heat it's major flavor
war -torn sounds of imminent danger
Walking through the midst
of sacred trips of rhythm and worldly
The soul is afraid of rapping with